Shithead Attorney

LeRoy Rose is an attorney that gives shitheads a bad name. LeRoy Rose believes that 12 year old girls can seduce 32 year old men. That they can rape them. He should be ashamed for arguing this. He is an absolute disgrace to defense attorneys everywhere. Here's a snippet from the article.

The defense attorney of a Garden City man accused of raping and fondling a 12-year-old girl said Monday during opening statements of the man's trial that his client was seduced by the child.

Hasmar Turcios-Ganuza, 32, is on trial for allegedly raping and inappropriately touching the girl, who he is related to, in June 2006. His trial continues today.

Turcios-Ganuza's attorney, LeRoy Rose, argued Monday that not only was his client seduced by the girl, but any evidence presented through a rape kit should be considered "guesswork," though he offered no reasons why the rape kit evidence should be questioned.

"Hasmar will testify that the girl was the instigator and that he told her they shouldn't be doing this," Rose told the jury, adding later that the jury should ask themselves, "Who raped who? Who fondled who? Who attacked who?"

What a piece of shit. Seriously, I dare someone to explain to me how this attorney goes to sleep at night. Absolute piece of trash.

Here's the article.

Dude...Yer Gettin' A Dell!!!

Dell has done the unthinkable.

Dell....asked people what they want.

Dell set up a website called Idea Storm. Dell asked for input on what it could do to make its products better. Ideas from the open source community began to pour in. People are suggesting that Dell begin distributing computers that come ready with Linux and OpenOffice.

On a side note, OpenOffice is a great program. It is basically Microsoft Office, but better in every possible way. It's a free program. I have Microsoft Office, but I always use my OpenOffice. It's so freaking cool.

The crazy thing is....Dell agreed. Dell is moving to release machines that will come with whatever operating system and software the users want. I think this is going to be a huge boost to the open source community. Other computer companies may end up following the example that Dell is setting.

This is so cool. If you have any ideas for Dell, head over to Idea Storm. If you want to see the news release about including Linux on Dell computers, head over to the story at the Dell website.

Vintage Baseball

Who knew such a thing existed? Vintage baseball teams still play the game as it was played in the 1800's. It was a gentleman's sport back then. No gloves, no swearing, no sliding, no base stealing. Kind of cool me thinks.

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I don't wanna work....

I just wanna bang on me drums all day.

First we'll do the news, then we'll do life. There's lots of good stuff after the news though...so if you aren't one of those people that likes reading about the world around you, then skip the news and go onto the other stuff.

Condi thinks that Saddam and Hitler are pretty much the same. In this preposterous statement, Condi argues that it would have been stupid for the President to seek authorization from Congress to rebuild Germany and the rest of Europe after WWII.

If Congress were now to revise the Iraq authorization, she said, out loud, with an adult present: "… it would be like saying that after Adolf Hitler was overthrown, we needed to change, then, the resolution that allowed the United States to do that, so that we could deal with creating a stable environment in Europe after he was overthrown."

Taken from the Keith Olbermann Blog.

As Keith correctly points out, if Saddam is Hitler...then we're occupying Iraq, like we did Germany! Hey, we're just taking this retarded analogy to its logical extension.

The funniest thing about Condi's statement is that she's wrong! Even with her extensive education in the Political Sciences & History, she seems to have forgotten that WE DID GO BACK TO CONGRESS TO GET AUTHORIZATION TO DEAL WITH GERMANY AND THE REST OF EUROPE AFTER WWII!!! Every High School student in America should know that. They don't, but they should.

Keith puts it better than I ever could.

Oh, good grief, Secretary Rice, that's exactly what we did do! We went back to Congress to deal with creating a stable environment in Europe after Hitler was overthrown! It was called the Marshall Plan.

Marshall!

Gen. George Catlett Marshall!

Secretary of state!

The job you have now!

C’mon!

Twelve billion, 400 thousand dollars to stabilize all of Europe economically — to keep the next enemies of freedom, the Russians, out and democracy in! And how do you suppose that happened? The president of the United States went back to Congress and asked it for a new authorization and for the money. And do you have any idea, Madame Secretary, who opposed him when he did that? The Republicans!

"We've spent enough money in Europe," said Sen. Robert Taft of Ohio.

"We've spent enough of our resources," said former President Hoover.

It's time to pull out of there! As they stand up, we'll stand down!

Keith ends his piece by telling Condi to "use the google next time."

Seriously Condi, stop embarassing us.

In other news, my generation is narcissistic. Yeah.....so? So what? The generations that came before us weren't perfect either. Let's give narcissism a chance!

I want a dog. This story made me get all choked up. What a great dog.

The best story of all is about relationships. Apparently we now have scientific proof that when a woman nags at a man, he has a subconscious reaction that tells him to do the exact opposite of what he has been told. So what they're saying is....it's not my fault that I don't listen? Sweet!

Here's some things I will react in an opposite way to:

Her: aLs, please take out the trash.

Me: Yeah yeah, just a minute (I say this distractedly, because I'm watching tv/reading the news/ect.)

Reality: The trash isn't going out today. Don't tell me what to do.

Her: aLs, can I use your computer really quick to do x?
Me: Uhhhhhhhh, lemme finish what I'm doing.

Reality: My computer is my baby. You have a laptop/computer at home that you could use. I'm going to sit on the computer for a long time in the hopes that you'll forget that you wanted to use my computer or that you'll just give up. Sorry, I'm just territorial about my computer. I don't like anyone using it for anything.

Her: I wish you wouldn't comment about how "hot" you think random women are on TV. You know it upsets me, I don't see why you keep doing it.

Me: I'm male. I challenge you to find another man on this Earth that doesn't think "that girl is hot" about 40 times a day. I don't say it about girls I know or am around. I think I should be allowed to say that I think Sarah Silvermann is a hotty puhtotty.

Reality: I do say "that girl is hot" about women I see daily in real life. I definitely lied when I said I didn't. I just say and think it to myself or other guy friends that agree with me. I refuse to pretend that I'm something I'm not. I don't mind if a girl tells me she thinks guy x on TV is hot. I'm secure in who I am. Any man that tells you that he doesn't occaisionally raise an eyebrow at the sight of a beautiful woman is lying to your face.

Her: You always steal the covers.
Me: No I don't. You steal all the covers!

Reality: I steal all the covers. I also steal pillows. I don't do this on purpose.


I'm halfway joking here, I'm not as bad as this post makes me look. I just don't like being told what to do. I'm not looking to date my mother and I'm certain that whoever I'm dating doesn't want to have to be my mother. If you treat me like a child, I will react like a man. An annoyed subconsciously-doing-the-opposite man.

I have a midterm for Labor Law coming up tomorrow. I skipped a class yesterday and I'm skipping my only Tuesday class today. I'm a bit nervous about the labor law final. After doing so well last semester, I just feel even more pressured to do better this semester.

My Labor Law professor is great. She said that labor law is like "calvin ball." For those of you sad saps that never read Calvin and Hobbes, Calvin Ball was a game that Calvin played with Hobbes. They made up the rules as they played. It was the most ridiculous, but amusing game ever created.

Labor law is like Calvin Ball because it doesn't make a whole lot of sense. It comes from lots of different places and is shaped by the NLRB, The NLRA, Judges, Presidents, Congress, and everything else. It has a long long crazy history.

Anyways, I have to stop screwing around and start memorizing.

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You Suck Suck Suck

He should spend time in Jail. I am absolutely blown away by how incompetenent Judge Larry has managed to make himself.

He is an embaressment to the entire legal establishment. I hope he gets crucified for his stupid antics.

Here's a video that recaps all the stupidest moments.

Embaressing.

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Video News

Do. Not. Steal. Her. Purse.

These crooks are tossing hot coffee into people's faces to steal money at the cash register. If I was prosecuting them, there'd be no plea deals. There'd be no mercy. These pricks would spend a long time paying for this incredibly cruel crime.

Seriously, $200 (average haul from robbery) for disfigurement and potential blindness? Give me a break.

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Judge Seidlin Sucks

Go fall off a cliff Seidlin!

Seidlin is not only insane, but he has no respect for people in his courtroom. It is not his place to call Smith's boyfriend an enabler.

I hope Seidlin ends up in a web of trouble after this debacle.

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Judge Seidlin = Judge Judy

But far worse.

If you've watched Seidlin on TV, then you know he should be fired.

It's like he doesn't understand what the issue is before him. Yesterday I watched him order someone to write the baby's name on the wall. Later on, he asked Smith's mother what she would have done differently if she could go back in time. Trashy as Smith's mother might be, it caused her to get upset.


SCREW YOU ASSHOLE.

That would be my response to a judge that asked a question like that. I'd report him to the bar. It has nothing to do with anything. He's making a fool out of the legal system and he's doing it on national television.

I hope he loses his job over this.

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Interesting News

Here's a real life weatherman that hates his job. This video cracked me up.

This lawyer thinks he deserves more money. In fact, he is going to lose some of his fee and the ethics committee for the bar will probably end up punishing him. He sounds like a walking violation to me.

This judge thinks little boys are sexy. I hope he enjoys his stay at the pokey. The strangest thing about this case is that he was caught by a hacker. The hacker found child porn pictures and a diary that describes how the judge was attracted to little kids. The hacker forwarded the information to law enforcement and the judge was busted.

Isn't it kind of scary that if someone breaks the law getting information on you, it can be used in court? I don't know what the correct resolution here was, but I am not so sure that agging on this hacker was a good idea.

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Flashback

Does your local surgeon play video games?

He should. You'd be a lot safer.

I got a whiff of a song today. Flagpole Sitta, by Harvey Danger. Instantly I was back in High School. Maybe that shows how young I am.

I remember hearing that song over and over on the radio. I loved it. I remember making clay statues in art class. I remember using my lunch money to buy that amazing beef jerky that the cosmetology department sold.

For a few seconds I remembered what it was like to be in High School. Don’t get me wrong, a lot of things sucked back then. It’s way more fun to be the boss of me…but things were also relatively carefree. I can’t help but envy Past aLs. I sure as hell envy Future aLs. Present aLs, his life kind of sucks.

There is another song that I cannot find. I thought it was by “The Impossibles,” but now I’m not so sure. I just remember the following lines:

“I’m a nerd, and I’m pretty proud of it”

“No one is ever really going to be free until nerd oppression ends.”

Something something “my parents and my boss is a jerk.”

If anyone can figure out what song that is, I will worship you.

I just downloaded Limewire. FUN.

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Maybe The Judge Was Smoking Crack

I normally try and keep myself from criticizing a judge. They get enough criticism as it is. However, I cannot help but grit my teeth when I read about the rape of this 9 year old girl. But then, the Judge decided that the punishment for silently witnessing this crime, but not lifting a finger to stop it, should only be ONE FREAKING YEAR! Mr. Doyle, couldn't intervene, because he was too busy smoking crack and having sex with another woman. Is the Judge smoking crack?

WHAT KIND OF MESSAGE ARE WE SENDING TO THIS YOUNG VICTIM?!

I'm sorry little girl, but your rape isn't that big a deal.

I hope Judge Leila Kern loses her job over this one. I hope she gets so much criticism that she seriously considers stepping down. I don't think she can be trusted with the job she has right now.

Sickening. Absolutely Sickening.

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Last Minute Save

I came really close to breaking up with Girl the other day. However, we had a serious talk and I decided to hold off a while and see how things go. She apologized for her recent behavior and promised to be good. I laid out several things that would no longer be acceptable and she agreed not do them. I like her a lot, so we'll just have to wait and see.

I made the honor roll. I had no idea that I had a good enough GPA to make the Dean's List, but I did. In retrospect, I suppose I should have known, but I just never thought about what it took to make the Dean's List.

To tell the truth, there are a few names that I expected to find on the list that are completely missing. Which leads me to wonder...are those people misrepresenting their success? I mean, the way they talk, they should most definitely be on the Dean's List.

But a law student wouldn't lie! Nooooooooooooo waaaaayyyy! I just can't believe that a law student would lie about their grades (If I were saying this out loud, you could hear the sarcasm in my voice).

I spoke with a law student today about how things are going for her this year. Apparently, the second year of school has just been harder for her. During her first year she had one less class than everyone else because she took summer classes with me in 2005. This summer she was worked to the bone by a real asshole boss. Now she has a full load of classes and a husband that isn't that supportive. She told me that she broke down and cried for a few hours yesterday.

I keep thinking about the conversation, because I keep forgetting that while law school is relatively bearable for me, it isn't that great for other people. Hearing her talk, her life is pretty hellish right now.

Here's an example of parents behaving badly. I'm completely at a loss as to why anyone would really really want their daughter to be a cheerleader. It's not a sport. Why not get your daughter to join a volleyball team or play golf or anything. Cheerleading?! Seriously. If I had a daughter, I wouldn't let her join.

The best quote from this article:

One parent wrote to the new cheerleading sponsor, English teacher Heather Goodwin, to "make you aware that there is currently a very high risk" for her daughter "to be physically near the older girls in this class."

If there is currently "a very high risk" to this lady's daughter, why doesn't she just pull her out of the situation? I am reading about all the problems this stupid squad has caused and I keep wondering to myself...why doesn't the school district just ditch it and replace it with a good band or something. Stupid Stupid Stupid.

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Some News

Are cheerleaders necessary? Russell Crowe doesn't think so. He has decided to get rid of the cheerleaders that lead the crowds at his rugby games and replace them with some sort of brass band. I think I like this move. Cheerleading comes across as a bit sexist to me. Furthermore, no cheerleader has ever gotten me riled up for a game. If I was watching them, it was just to oggle them. I'd rather have a really good band belt out a fight song or something.

The Bush Administration has been firing federal prosecutors that did not mesh up with the republican agenda. This should come as no surprise. The Patriot Act had a provision in it that allowed the Justice Department to fire a federal prosecutor and replace them indefinitely without any kind of Senate approval.

The Senate is now considering a bill that would take that power back. It still blows me away, how much abuse our country has taken from the Bush Administration over these last few years. I'm glad that we now have a Senate with a backbone. A Senate that actually cares about Americans and isn't constantly on a political witch hunt.

Speaking of pure evil coming from the GOP. The Republicans that managed to hold onto their seats are trying to push that internet bill that keeps me awake at night. Imagine your ISP tracking every single website, search term, and download you make...then storing it indefinitely. Can you imagine what would happen if a hacker got a hold of that? What if you were getting a divorce and your significant other decided that they wanted that information? What if you felt like expressing an unpopular political opinion, but were afraid that you might be put on some sort of terror watch list? This is a pandoras box that the GOP seems determined to open. F*ck off and die, assholes. You're not going to win this fight. Stop trying.

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Losing Patience

Awwwww, look at the puppy!

In a few days there is a big event at my school. Look what I had to say about it last year. I forgot to mention that aside from another law student being a total ass, the party was a hella good time. I'd go into more description as to what exactly this party entails, but I'd prefer not to hang a sign on my head that says "this is where my school is." Although, that's exactly what this blog does I suppose.

Girl was angry at me yesterday. She often sits in a lounge outside my classes (all my classes are coincidentally in the same two rooms this semester). Anyways, when I leave the room she is almost always sitting out there reading. Sometimes I think to say hi or wave at her, but other times I'm just too exhausted or I'm in a hurry. To tell the truth, the obligation of having to say hi or something every single time I leave class just drives me nuts.

My personal opinion: showing affection at the law school to another law student is a bad idea. Even if we are dating and it is common knowledge, why should I advertise it? The less we are seen, the less we show up on gossip radars. I just don't want to mix my personal life with my professional life. I've seen the drama that ensues when that happens and I do not want to be a part of it.

Apparently I whisked by her yesterday when she was waiting for me. She said hi and I just kept going. I was meeting a friend for a quick lunch (we had 45 minutes until our next class), so I really was moving as quickly as I could. I didn't hear her.

This is the text message I received, "Thanks for f*cking ignoring me when you left."

I flipped out. I told her that I don't feel like I should have to stop and chat ten times every mother f*cking day. I don't think I am obligated to scan the crowd in the lounge to see if she's there.

Later on Girl told me that all her friends think I'm an asshole because I don't take her out very often. Even worse they say, I went out to dinner and a movie with my friend A-Bomb yesterday, but I rarely take out Girl. I pointed out to girl that I almost never go out to do things with A-Bomb, but I have been semi-regularly going out with A-Bomb for almost two years. She's one of my best friends here.

I further pointed out to Girl that I have a small budget and that A-Bomb had free movie tickets. AND ON TOP OF THAT! I have spent tons and tons of time with Girl!

GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

That's me growling. I'm tired of the criticism.

IT'S LIKE ONE OF THOSE MECHANICAL BULLS! Except it's not a mechanical bull.

Check out this great post over at Buddhastic. I laughed my ass off.

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Sunscreen Song

I hope these ladies used sunscreen.

Speaking of Sunscreen...The origins of the Sunscreen Song are a lot more interesting than you'd think. The song started as a newspaper article. From there the article became an email prank. Buz Luhhmann eventually tracked the songs origin down and bought the rights to it.

I believe that the sunscreen song is the greatest collection of advice since the Bible (3rd Edition). Almost every single life-situation imaginable can be solved by this song. Here are the lyrics, in all their glory.

Wear sunscreen.

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

I think my favorite stanza is, "Don't waste your time on jealousy. Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself." I have to tell myself that from time to time. I drive a crappy car. I'm not in perfect shape. I'm not the smartest law student. I have little fashion sense. I have no common sense. I suck at most sports.

But whatever. I used to wish I could be like the cool kids when I was a youngster in school. As the years went by, my humor allowed me to merge with those kids...but I never really was one. Eventually I realized I liked being me more than I wanted to be like them. So I think to myself, if I covet another law student's talents or abilities, maybe I won't be appreciating the ones I have enough.

I'm philosophical today because I have writers block.

Hey I know, I should say something controversial. Anyone that would use modern medical techniques to purposefully create a child with a genetic defect should spend their life in prison.

I don't care if the parent is deaf or a dwarf. There is no excuse. None. Don't give the ultra conservatives a reason to be right. Purposefully giving a child a defect is sickening.

Discuss.

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Finger Pointing

One of the most interesting aspects of law school is how people react to failure. As Elle over at Legally Blonde puts it, "these people are dealing with not being perfect for the first times in their lives." So very true. As a tutor for the 1L class, I am dealing with some of the backlash.

I got an email from a member of the SBA who wants to meet with me and discuss a complaint or two that they have received. Namely, last semester I was out of sync with the professor in my tutorials and that I do not attend the class that I tutor for.

First, I was out of sync last semester because I wasn't given the job of tutor until about 2/3 of the way through the semester. Second, I am not paid enough nor am I required to attend the class I am tutoring. I am paid peanuts. I mostly do this job because I enjoy it. The money is helpful, but I could earn more working at Burger King for a week.

What really bugs me here is that some student/s decided to complain about me to the SBA before they ever bothered to discuss the issue with me. I feel like I'm practically doing charity work (I know I put more into my tutorials than many other tutors), but I'm getting stabbed in the back for it.

But the words of Elle keep ringing true in my ears. "These people are dealing with not being perfect for the first times in their lives." Is that an excuse though? Who gives a shit if they aren't perfect? Who cares if they aren't at the top of their class. That's life, grow up. Act like an adult and accept that we are slaving under a curved grading system. They signed up for this. I don't set the grading policies and I didn't give anyone their bad grade (I assume someone with a crappy grade is complaining, I could be wrong about this, but I doubt it). I've gotten grades I was unhappy about, but unlike a lot of law students I've seen, I don't feel the need to spread the blame around.

I'm pissed.

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Meh.

Holy crap, there's an island where women propose to men. Furthermore, the men are not allowed to refuse! I see advantages and disadvantages. Not to be shallow, but what if a scary looking woman showed up at my door to marry me?

You know who I've grown to hate? Eddie Murphy and Martin Lawrence. Why do these men insist on dressing up as fat women and making horrible, garish movies? I mean, who the hell rents Big Mama's House? Who the hell writes Big Mama's House? Even worse, who loved it so much that they buy it?

I judge people based off their movie collection. If I see crap in there, I lose respect for them. To me, this is a make or break thing for a woman I am interested in. Let's say I were to glance at a girl's movie collection and I were to see....


Rollerball

That would mean she has no taste. It would mean I had to dump her asap.

I have come down with some sort of horrible disease. Early on, I thought that maybe I had been stricken with ebola. However, when I didn't vomit out my spleen, I knew that it must just be some kind of strange cold. I feel sore all over and my head hurts. I spent most of the day sleeping, which caused me to miss my two hardest classes: Zoning and Evidence.

Girl is over here. She has the same cold, but slightly worse.

My excitement over my summer job continues. I feel like I did when I was about to go to college in Alaska. I would look at pictures of my college online and watch images from the crappy webcams posted on my campus.

Now I am reading the online news from City X (where I'll be this summer). I spent an hour yesterday watching the downtown area from a remote control webcam. I think about it alot. It sucks though, because I don't get to visit until Spring Break, which is more than a month down the line.

Check out This incredible story at Legally Certified.

Sleepy Rant

Aqua Teen Hunger Force has just started up. Unless you are living under a rock (most of us are), you heard that the advertisements for this show were mistaken for bomb threats. Personally, I cannot understand how anyone could mistake a cartoony (albeit angry) looking alien for a bomb. Sometimes I think people in this country are wayyyyy too wound up.

Harriet Miers is reflecting on her skewering. For about two seconds I want to feel bad for her, but then I remember that she was nothing more than a tool. I don't feel bad for anyone that tries to take such a high power job when they are wholly unqualified.

I can't sleep. I'm watching crazy shootout television (CourtTV) and Wildest Dating Show Moments on some channel called (EP). I can't help it, but I like both of these kinds of shows.

Criminals are really stupid. Sometimes I just can't believe how stupid people can be.

A commercial on TV just echoed something I completely agree with. "I believe Cheese Fries are the greatest invention that mankind has come upon so far." After that, I think Cherry Diet Coke and maybe Penicillin should be the top inventions. In that order.

I'm excited about this summer. It's incredible how much time I spend daydreaming about my summer. I have been a student my whole life. I have held sporadic jobs here and there. The only job I've ever held that utilized any of my knowledge or talent was the shortlived lawfirm job I had a while back. Everything else has either been repetitive BS or hard labor.

This summer, that changes. I'll be working a job that actually has the potential to teach me something. Furthermore, it will require a few drops of brain power. Last but not least, it may end up leading to an offer. I can only hope that I enjoy the job as much as I think I will and that it leads to an offer.

If poker doesn't go well this weekend, I am not going to try and run it again. The response has been somewhat lukewarm at best. I'm excited to be running it, but it does strike me as strange that I don't personally know anyone that is coming (other than Douggernaut). Instead of trying to run it again, I'll just find an alternative means of playing.

Alright, I'm tired.

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